Mr. Teacher, Love You
Not a Bad Person

After cleaning up, I went downstairs. His initial intention was to have dinner. But I heard that my friend's name was being called by a stray bar.

He was on the phone or taking the phone I don't know, but he was obviously talking to someone on the phone. Curious to hear Yusita, I eavesdropped behind the wall that borders the restaurant with a side terrace.

"Yusita, are you okay?" tirta asked in a soft voice.

'No, he actually called Yusita. That's Yusita my friend isn't it?' ask me in my heart.

I continued eavesdropping and it was like I heard Tirta speak again.

"No, no trouble at all. I should be the one apologizing for my reckless actions, your face turned red!" said Tirta again.

And what Tirta said made me so surprised that I covered my mouth with my hands.

'Well, what's he saying what the nyebelin gerandong did made Yusita blush, what did he do to Yusita?' ask me again in my heart.

And actually I became very curious, what is the relationship between my stepbrother and Yusita, my best friend.

They've even exchanged cell phone numbers, since when did they meet and so close.

"All right, you rest. Tomorrow I'll call us again, it's okay, right?" ask Tirta again

'Yeah, like it really is. Yusita same Tirta. Why Yusita didn't tell me the same story. Need to investigate this!' my mind again.

But just as I was about to step over to Tirta and confirm my guess, I again stopped my steps.

'What the hell do you want? want to protest the same relationship Yusita and Tirta, want to protest because they are secretly close behind me? what am I doing really what? kan I also secretly related Kak Yoga behind them all. Ck... never mind!' my mind again.

I who initially wanted to protest why they did not tell me instead turned back and away from Tirta. I'm no truer than the two of them, I'm still not ready to tell you that I'm actually dating my own tutor.

I decided to go back to the dinner table, where aunt prepared a nice dinner. My aunt knows that I am very hungry right now. At the Yoga sister's house this afternoon I was just given a burger and fries, where I was full if I had not eaten rice.

I sat where I used to sit, I opened my plate and started scooping rice on my plate.

"It's not the drink, please!" aunt said very politely.

"Thank you bi!" answer me quickly because it looks like the chili fried fish has been calling me to eat it.

"Sama-sama non, oh yes this afternoon. Non Rasti's friend whose name is non Yusita came here!" auntie exclaimed to make me stop scooping rice on my plate.

I looked towards aunt.

"Yusita here? why?" ask my aunt.

'So Yusita money nyamperin the gerandong nyebelin it, why Yusita so aggressive?' thought me.

"Non Yusita gives non Rasti bags that are left behind at school he said!" obviously Miss Rasti.

"Oh yes!" I said while patting my own forehead.

'What do I think, my goodness. Yusita tuh nganterin my bag home, I might think Yusita to the house because want nyamperin gerandong nyebelin it. My brain needs to be refreshed like this!' my mind again.

I think too much, I might think something impossible. Besides, this morning the gerandong nyebelin said he could not pick up because he wanted to exculp.

"Yusita passed out bi?" ask me to panic.

"Keep, how do you keep? he's spitting unconscious, he's why bi?" ask me again.

"He's okay, just dizzy he said. Maybe because her stomach is empty, she made porridge with her aunt she's better!" said Tirta who sat in his place.

I looked at him with a curious look.

"Lu don't mind if my friend passes him unconscious, right?" ask me directly at the point.

Tirta was seen raising her eyebrows high.

"You mean what? I helped him out time. It's nice of you to accuse me of macem-macem!" her protests.

"Why did you call him that?" ask me.

'Oops, I'm excited. Can be found out the same gerandong nyebelin if I was nguping!' my mind is condemning my own stupidity

This time I saw her expression turn to squinting her eyes at me.

"Well, did I call again?" ask her with a full voice.

"I miss you calling me Yusita, it's me!" obviously I reasoned.

"So this afternoon, just as he fainted I rub clove oil around the forehead as thin as Yusita...!"

"Clove oil?" ask me to interrupt.

As far as I know Yusita is allergic to clove oil as well as lemongrass oil, well do not know how it is just abis in clove oil ole.

"Yusita that clove oil allergy knows!" I was upset with Tirta.

"And I don't know, I mean I want him to be sober!" inexplicably.

"Continue, continue..how was he this afternoon, what was his allergy?" ask me worried.

"Gue nawarin to take him to the hospital, but he won't. He said he had his allergy medicine at home. Keep me anther him home!" obviously again.

"Lu boncengin on a motor?" ask me.

"Son, he's the same driver riding in the car, I follow him from behind. I just want to make sure he's okay!" clearly again.

And what Tirta explained made my thoughts about Tirta slowly change. I didn't realize right from the start, or maybe he was good, but because I was upset with him and his mother he never looked good in my eyes. Her kindness was covered in my resentment and my hatred for her mother who had taken my father from my biological mother.

But after these few days. I don't think this Tirta is a bad person. He even drove Yusita home just by following her car to make sure Yusita was okay. I don't think he's a bad guy.

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